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Evergreen, 
POVERTY. 






Would ye who live in palace halls, 
} With servants round to wait, 
Know aught of him who craving falls 
Before thine outer gate? 
Come with me when the piercing blast 
Is whistling wild and free; 
When mufiled forms are hurrying past, 
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And then his portion see. | ; 


Ill lead thee through the narrow lanes, 
To a dwelling dark and damp, 
Where the poor man:strives to ease his pains ; 
Where by a feeble lamp 
The worse than widowed mother, long 
Doth her busy needle ply, 
Whilst round her, children anxiove throng, 
And for a morsel cry. 





















Come with me then in such an hour, 
To such a place, and see 
That He who gave thee wealth, gave power 
To stay such misery ; 
Come with me, -~ nor with empty hand 
Ope’ thou the poor man’s door ; 
Come, with the produce of thy land, | 
And thou shalt gather more. J. 8. ADAMS. { 




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